A flash of light.

All the monks who went to the hero battlefield returned to the first God pass. It was very peaceful and there was no strong smell of blood in the hero battlefield.

Maybe it's because I knew that the monks would come back again. People have come and gone in the streets for a long time. The stalls of the original residents are placed around, which makes this place very prosperous and lively.

Come back again, everyone feels different, either happy or sad, or melancholy or melancholy.

"Lord, you really don't know where Liu Yunxiao has gone?"

Song Qingshu thought about Liu Yunxiao's hidden form and trace. He could not help feeling a little confused. He frowned and opened his lips in front of the city Lord.

The city Lord shook his head:

"I saw him enter the thirteen areas of Shendao and never came out again. Didn't you kill him?"

Song Qingshu shook his head, then waved his sleeve and shook his head. Without words, he calmly thought about the way Liu Yunxiao might do it to him.

Looking at the silent song Qingshu, the city Lord stopped talking, stretched out his hand and patted song Qingshu on the shoulder, indicating comfort.

After this action.

The city Lord turned around and looked at the more than 700 immortals. He smiled and encouraged them:

"First of all, I would like to congratulate the 100 people who realized the avenue of heaven and earth on the heroic battlefield. You really took the first step on the road to success."

"In the afternoon, the road of the second God pass will open. You will leave and embark on the most brilliant journey. Please cherish the last time in the first God pass."

The city Lord gave encouragement, and his words were loud and generous.

After some mobilization, the city Lord directly ordered ZhuXiong to disperse, and he didn't know where he disappeared.

"Song Daoyou, I think you must be one of the top 100 who understand the law of heaven and earth. It's better to congratulate song Daoyou here."

It's like a fairy lotus walking gently, with a graceful figure, floating like a fairy in yaochi, looking at Song Qingshu's words.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at the fairy.

Nothing like a fairy's white cheeks, sweet smile, red lips and white teeth.

Even though song Qingshu's heart is tenacious and the yuan God is not confused, song Qingshu can't help shaking his God under the beauty of a fairy.

After a moment of silence, song Qingshu smiled, waved his hand and motioned:

"The fairy is too famous. Now is the beginning. It's too early to congratulate."

Mo Ru, a fairy, covered her mouth and smiled. A beautiful voice came to song Qingshu's ear:

"Song Qingshu is too modest. The so-called good beginning is half success."

"After the first God pass, I don't know how Mo can meet song Daoyou. It's just the so-called meeting is better than meeting by chance. How about I buy you a drink?"

Looking at a smiling face is like a fairy.

Song Qingshu also had a feeling of feeling that he wanted to agree.

On the other side of song Qingqiu, Yu Wenyu, who was scared away by song Qingshu, surrounded him like a dead dog and said:

"Sorry, Mo Ruxian, please forgive my interruption. Song Daoyou, I need to requisition a quarter of an hour. Can you?"

Listening to Yu Wenyu's careful words, she smiled like a fairy, and her long skirt fluttered in the wind, just like a fairy in the South pool. She said:

"Taoist friend Yuwen, why ask me? I just invited brother Qingshu to have a cup of tea and wine. You should ask brother Qingshu?"

"Song Daoyou, let me go. Someone asked me to take you there."

Yu Wenyu bowed slightly with a playful smile on her face. Although her words were sincere, they had an irresistible tone, like an order.

Song Qingshu gave him a white look, then directly shook his sleeve, threw Yu Wenyu out for several feet, and looked at Yu Wenyu like a dead dog:

"I'm talking to Mo Ruxian. Where can you interrupt? Get out of here and take off your head later! "

Yu Wenyu fell heavily to the ground, and a corner of her chest was concave. She was hurt by song Qingshu's sleeve clothes. Her face was blue and red, and she nearly spit blood first.

Watching such a funny scene of Yu Wenyu, the onlookers couldn't help laughing and ridiculed Yu Wenyu loudly:

"This Yu Wenyu is too embarrassing, isn't it?"

"Hahaha, that's right. We thought he was so powerful before. It turned out to be ridiculous."

"It's just that your skills are inferior to others. It's a shame to rush to others and be kicked."

In the dust all over the ground and the discussion of countless people, Yu Wenyu struggled to get up, his eyes were icy, and the flame of resentment burned in his eyes.

"Song Qingshu! You've gone too far! "

Qiang!

Yu Wenyu crushed the refined steel jade fan, and the spine roared behind him.

Yu Wenyu put her hand behind her and pulled out her back bone as a magic knife. The clang sound was harsh and fishy blood was sprinkled.

No one thought that Yu Wenyu, who looked so elegant, was so crazy that he kept this blood knife with his own body as a scabbard.

Now when the blood saber was pulled out, it was linglie sword that forced people to kill more than 3000 feet.

"Blood knife? Yu Wenyu, you are not a good horn. "

The wine and meat monk looked at Yu Wenyu, who was almost crazy. He pinched the red sandalwood Buddha bead chain in his hand and said with a frown.

"Brother Qingshu, you..."

Mo Ruxian is well-informed and naturally knows the horror of blood sabre. Looking at Song Qingshu, she is worried.

However, before Mo Ru fairy finished speaking, song Qingshu waved his hand and interrupted Mo Ru fairy's words.

"Am I going too far? Yu Wenyu, as early as in Feitian restaurant, I had an account to settle with you! "

Looking at Yu Wenyu with a cold breath, song Qingshu still had a faint smile on his face and didn't take it to heart.

"Today I will let you know the price of arrogance!"

Driven by anger, Yu Wenyu roared and became angry. He began to bleed from his eyes. Finally, the blood spilled all over his body and turned him into a blood ghost Shura.

"Come to war!"

Song Qingshu summoned the black gold halberd with the word of war. The halberd broke the void. After talking, song Qingshu lifted the halberd, pointed the halberd front directly at Yu Wenyu and launched an invitation.

"Ah! Die! "

Yu Wenyu roared, waved the spine magic blade in his hand, and angrily chopped at Song Qingshu with thousands of murders.

"You are not my opponent!"

Song Qingshu sneered, and the veins on his right arm burst up, as if they were caught by thousands of blue dragons.

Boom!

Song Qingshu waved the black gold halberd horizontally, smashed the void, and slapped a halberd on Yu Wenyu's spine blood knife.

Patter!

Boom!

When the halberd met the blood knife, Yu Wenyu's blood knife broke into several pieces in a flash, and Yu Wenyu was swept out, turned into a pool of blood mud and sprinkled in the wind.

"Liu Yunxiao, why hide again! Come out, your stupid chess piece is vulnerable! "

Song Qingshu stood proudly in the wind with a halberd, and the divine thoughts swept out, like a mountain collapse and tsunami, and went around to suppress the first God pass.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so sharp. I really want to sneak attack, but I can't do it."

In the moment after Song Qingshu's divine thoughts spread all over the first God pass, two people in black came out in an insignificant place on the street.

Liu Yunxiao, whom song Qingshu is thinking about, is among them